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Ashes, Ashes |
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gozaggss Junior Member
since 2006-04-26
Posts 33 |
Allergic to sunlight Dark as a moth likes No light to bless the soul Whispers and sadness People with madness Nothing that they can do Hidden reclusive Wrong and abusing Yet nothing still is done Death with finality One more fatality No one stirs about Ring around the rosey Pocket full of posies Ashes, ashes… |
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stormdancer Junior Member
since 2007-05-10
Posts 31state of confustion |
Dark and beautifull. Though just a thought, um, mothes are atracted to light, not dark. |
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CrAzI_bAbI_cHiKa Member
since 2003-07-16
Posts 248 |
Stunning. Commentary about not fitting in, the finality of death, perhaps being the only one to see it? Truly impressive on a site that seems to have lost the meaning of originality. Last stanza's your strongest, though I think you probably know that. -Keryn |
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rebel~angel Member
since 2006-06-20
Posts 71Iowa USA |
Love this...and I agree with CrAzI_bAbI_cHiKa! Remember:Tuck your chin, you're going to get hurt, so expect it and be ready. You might as well see it coming. |
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